To Be An ArtistYeah well,To Be An Artist
You didn’t see the fire
That rose up in her eyes
I’m inspired
To become one that cannot be bought
With money
Money is a comforting insult
Economy is an upper class in joke
Punch line poor
Are not dumb any more
Educated guess can level the score
But for now there are leaders
And some turn into deceivers
That’s just human nature
So the system is out dated
Suitably ill-fated
Is technology becoming a saviour?
Is communication changing behaviour?
InoperativeInoperative with hands gone numb Heartbeat slowsInoperative
Stops life flow Mind should cease to run
Final images replayed inside Spirit crashed As life flashed Before my third eye
Return to emotions core Observe The reserve Of souls here in store
They keep on watching Patiently waiting To be captivated To near vessel matching
Out of the stillness, cold Stone to blood Life flow could Be a gift I should hold
More time for time again Soul returned
To life re-learnt Deep in our sub-co
Chapter One - The mind wondersChapter One It was a bright day and I could feel the rays against my skin. Still this didn’t stop me from retreating into my head every now and then. It had been two weeks since I had been dumped and I knew that I would feel like this for a while yet. I lit up the last of my tobacco and sat on the roof of the canal boat to think to myself. So this is it. I thought there’d be more of a bang. The cigarette went straight to my head, it always did first thing in the morning and the nicotine rush raised a question. What if we were still together? Do you think you both would have been hapChapter One - The mind wonders
Corporate MachineNine to five in record time Corporate America just trying to survive Without a face another briefcase A greed for green we can’t replaceCorporate Machine
Five to ten and back again We can’t defend what we can’t spend On pills to keep our brains asleep In a robotic world of moving feet
One to four sleep no more The drugs wore off and we’re reborn Into a world so black we can’t come back A silent scream we can’t retract
Ten to eight we’re in a daze In the haze old fires are ablaze The blackest night all should fight Life to live, that unenviable right.
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We need gravy and plenty of it!!!
interesting music. :]
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ive got quite the
[talent for destruction]
i want to believe im worth believing.
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ive got quite the
[talent for destruction]
i want to believe im worth believing.
and for the add. haha. :]
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ive got quite the
[talent for destruction]
i want to believe im worth believing.
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